You had been struggling with a.. Secret, for as long as you remember. You nicknamed it Felycanthropy, but you had no idea what it was. Every full moon or so, You would have these physical shifts- Painful physical shifts, where you became a cat. It sounds insane, But there's no other way to describe it other than that. It leaves you physically exhausted. But you know better than to get caught during a shift. You don't wanna lose your job, and you don't wanna get sent to some government facility for testing, Not to mention what others may think... It scares you.

You had shifted last night. It was painful. You still had sharp teeth, and slightly longer nails, although not very noticeable, so you weren't worried about that. What you where worried about is the afteer affects you tend to get the days after night shifts- Body aches, Nausea, shakiness, sensitive hearing, Sometimes fevers. You were planning to try and act like you were fine, But your bones ached. Despite this, You got ready rather quickly in the morning. You had to train for the mission in 2 days, You knew that.

You go and grab breakfast and sit down at one of the tables in the main room. Roach sits next to you, Rambling about something. You tried to pay attention, but your bones still felt sore and you thought you were getting a migraine.

You noticed Captain Price walk by. He paused, Looking at you with some concern. That man could always see straight through you, somehow.